(where I believe I am the oldest person BY A MILE)
Yeah, but sexiest by a mile and half.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
(where I believe I am the oldest person BY A MILE)
Yeah, but sexiest by a mile and half.
Huh. I thought you had to be in school to sign up for Facebook.
You've got to have a .edu email address. An alumni one is fine.
You've got to have a .edu email address
Apparently not--it says anyone can join.
Oy. But having done that, it doesn't seem I can join a McGill network without a McGill email address. Dude, I'm old. Where would I get one of those?
eta: Huh. I can register for one at McGill! How lovely and first world. Won't end in edu, though.
They asked me for my student ID number. I really wonder if what came to mind was it.
Oh, interesting.
The network thing is a bit of a pain. I was able to join the network for my current school fine, but I can't join the network for my undergrad school without an email address from them, and they don't do alumni email addresses. (Or, at least, they didn't.) (edit: huh. they do now. I wonder when that started.)
Yeah, I can't join the network for my former job either. I wonder what they do about having you in the network once you leave one and no longer have a valid email address there?
I wonder what they do about having you in the network once you leave one and no longer have a valid email address there?Tangenty, I belonged to a credit union in San Diego. Rocked as a bank and you just had to live there to join. So when I moved, I asked how long I had before I had to close it. Turns out you need to live there to join but once you have? Forever and ever baby. They are still my bank.
Totally unrelatedly, why aren't I sleeping?
Well, because I'm stocking shopping. Or stocking stocking, I guess. My sister bought me a garter belt for Christmas. I've hit up Frederick's of Hollywood and Victoria's Secret in meatspace--the department stores I've tried had limited hosiery period--but I want to explore the range out there.
Fuck, I'm dizzy. You can spend $60 on one pair! Admittedly they're silk, but I bet they're not magically run resistant which is what I'd ask for that much money. Or orgasms. That might make them worth it.
Cuban heels--they strike me as messy looking peeking out of shoes. Though I'm tempted to get seamed stockings, not just the ones with the line added after. That'd be cool.
They are still my bank.
You don't have proximity (or lack thereof) issues?
why aren't I sleeping?I am so not the person to ask...
I was up before 5. My continued consciousness is ... disturbing.
You don't have proximity (or lack thereof) issues?Occasionally but not often.
I am back in SoCal several times a year minimum for things that require actually face time. But internet banking and I am happy most of the time. I don't like actual humans anyway. I rarely went into the actual branches when I lived there.
Except I did tuck one check in with my checkbook and forgot to deposit it. A couple of months ago. Good thing I am flying back on Saturday.
Wow, some of those stockings are gorgeous. I especially like these.
eta: except for the weird red photoshop mark on her arm. Why is there a weird red photoshop mark on her arm?
I am not sleeping, but that is because my sleep cycle is all seriously fucked up. However, I am going to the doctor tomorrow so hopefully all will be well after that. I don't really want to go, on account of I'm feeling some better, but my SO's nurse friends are getting all irritated at me and say the fatigue sounds like it might be pneumonia to them, so he's forcing me to go. Okay, not forcing, I asked to go about a week ago, but kept chickening out. I hate going to doctors. They're going to charge me a lot of money. But then, staying out of work is costing me a lot of money (indirectly), so I guess I'd better quit screwing around.
I am not shopping for stockings, though with my awakeness. I am shopping for my parents' new house, which is equally fun.